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Supply Breakdown

Well, we're out of yeast.

When I considered all the marketplace changes that might be caused by the pandemic, yeast wasn't on the list at all.  Who is buying all of it?  I hadn't purchased a single packet in 30 years, but the enforced confinement at home made me think it was time to learn to bake bread.

None at Cub.  I concluded that my local Cub store was populated by survivalists who had already cleared out all the toilet paper and probably had it all stacked on the shelf in their underground safe room. With the canned soup, which was also gone.  So I planned to go to Byerlys or Lunds and get a good supply.  No, Jim was also running low and he had already searched those stores.  Repeatedly.

Well, Amazon will bring me some!  Nope, none to be had, and no bread flour, either.

My impulse was to methodically search stores, but that is just what we want to avoid when we're socially isolating.  I make my brief visits to the grocery now with mask and gloves--the mask is mostly to remind me that I can't put my hands on my face.

So I found a recipe for sourdough starter to replace yeast.  It gathers wild yeast from the air and you carefully 'feed' it with rations of flour and water every week.  Lot messier than the nice dry granules in the active yeast packets!

The next odd thing that is not available is kitty litter.  The whole cat/dog supplies aisle is just empty.  I'll let John figure out what the substitution will be for that.






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